Chapter 9



Chapter 9

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In the last chapter, I received everyone's understanding and suggestions about my temper. I do need to control my bad temper that can kill relatives. But I have to say that although what I wrote was all about Brother 6 being so good to me, he actually knows all about my love and kindness to him. Don't worry, I will continue to love him well [Doge face].

Nothing major has happened recently. My daily routine basically consists of a battle of wits and courage between me and Brother Liu to lose weight in order to take wedding photos and prepare for the wedding.

Last Friday night, I had homemade hotpot with my parents. Eating hotpot in winter is definitely the most healing thing. After the meal, my brother 6 suggested in the WeChat group that we have hotpot at home again this week.

Me: [I’m on a diet! Why should I eat hotpot?!]

Brother 6: [Who told you to eat? Just watch us eat.]

My mom, who protected Brother 6 from going to heaven: [That’s right, you just watch from the side.]

Me: [Xiao Liuya’s angry expression multiplied by 100]

Brother 6: [Give Sangsang a carrot and let her be the little white rabbit next to you.]

Me: [Oh my god! I’m so mad I’m deformed!]

Then this weekend, Brother 6 accompanied me to choose the wedding dress and suit to wear for next year's wedding.

The bridal shop was in a quiet villa. The clerk took us up to the second floor and showed us an iPad so we could choose styles. I picked out a few and said to Brother 6, "Honey, take a look at which ones you like?"

Brother 6 wasn't wearing his glasses that day, and he looked incredibly focused and handsome as he helped me choose a dress. I stared at him as he scrolled through his iPad seriously, then held his chin and said, "While I'm looking, I'm trying to imagine which one would look good on you."

"This one and this one," he said to the clerk after looking at them for a while.

After choosing three, two shop assistants took us to a large dressing room. In the past, when I attended weddings, I didn’t really feel much when I saw other people wearing wedding dresses. I just thought they were beautiful. But when I really put on a wedding dress one day, the grand sense of ceremony was still very wonderful.

The first one was a high-end wedding dress designed by a Russian designer that I had my eye on. The hem of the dress looked particularly beautiful at the back, like piled-up feathers. The front was a tube top with white tulle. The shop assistants pulled aside the curtains, and Brother Six looked up from the sofa, stared at me for a moment, and said, "Not bad."

Then he pulled me outside, walked me around, took photos and recorded videos, and sent them to my parents to watch.

"The back looks good, but the front is a bit too revealing." He stroked his chin and thought for a moment, "Let's go check out the second one."

I went in again to change the second one.

This wedding dress is different from the previous one. It is not as revealing as the previous one. There is transparent tulle above the collarbone, and intricate and exquisite white patterns below the collarbone. There is a circle of diamond design around the waist, and the skirt is also long and fairy.

This time, when I opened the curtain, I could clearly feel Brother 6's eyes light up. "This one is nice. It has temperament and is quite elegant."

I like this one very much myself. The clerk said that this style of wedding dress is more suitable for me, and then put a veil and a crown on me.

Brother 6 came to the big mirror and took a serious picture of me. I looked at myself in the mirror and felt fresh and interesting.

Then came the third wedding dress.

This wedding dress has a very girly feel. The front is made of flower straps, the whole skirt is covered with scattered diamonds and pearls, and the hem is spread out in layers. When I sat down and Brother 6 took a picture from top to bottom, I felt as dreamy as if I was wrapped in clouds.

"This one is very fairy and cute," he commented.

We discussed it and decided to use the second one as the main wedding dress and the third one as the welcoming photo dress.

After that, we had to choose the dress for the toast. The clerk took us to the first floor to look at the styles and colors of the dresses. Brother 6 looked around at the dresses, then looked at me and said to the clerk, "Let her try the night sky blue one."

It turned out to be a perfect fit once I put it on. The store staff all said they thought it was a great match for my skin tone. My mom said in the group chat that she wanted to see me in pink, and Brother 6 immediately replied, "I think she looks better in blue, because she has fair skin."

So the two of them quickly ordered two wedding dresses and a suit, and went home happily.

On the way, I admired the photos and videos taken by Brother Liu, turned around and called him, "Husband, why did you have such a meaningful smile on your face when you were taking pictures of me earlier?"

Brother 6 was driving and laughed again after hearing this.

Although his smile is very cute, I always feel that it is a smile with bad intentions.

"Honey," he stopped the car at a red light and turned to look at me, "it would look better if you were a little thinner, although it already looks good."

I instantly rolled my eyes, "Wow, what do you mean!"

"Look for yourself," he pointed at the photo, "the lower arm is very thin, but if you look at the upper arm here, it's a little fleshy."

"Humph," I immediately crossed my arms and grumbled angrily, "You said I was fat."

"It's not that you're fat, it's that you'll look better in photos if you're a little thinner. Don't you want to see beautiful wedding photos?" he coaxed.

When we got to the dinner place, I looked at the pork chops on the menu and drooled. I asked him with starry eyes, "Honey, can I order pork chops?"

Brother 6 flipped through the menu without looking up, "No."

I broke down, "I came to this restaurant just to eat tonkatsu!"

"No means no, I'm doing this for your own good."

"Let's stay away from each other for now..."

"impossible."

Yesterday at dinner time, my parents cooked braised pork ribs at home, which was a rare occasion. I was so jealous that I ate two pieces in one go.

There were still a few pieces left, and my dad asked me to eat them. Just as I was about to reach for my chopsticks, Brother 6 looked at me sideways and said, "Wife, you've already eaten two pieces. Don't eat anymore."

I pouted, put down my chopsticks, hugged his neck and started to act coquettishly, shaking his neck, "I'll have another piece! The smallest one!"

"No," Brother 6 pinched my face, "You worked so hard at noon to lose weight, not only eating grass but also doing aerobics. If you eat this little bit, all your efforts will be wasted. Sometimes, all you need is this little craving."

Me: "Wow, I really want to eat meat..."

Seeing that my bowl was empty, Brother 6 said to me in a stern voice, "I suggest you leave the table."

I left the table angrily and walked around the house. After eating, Brother 6 came over and hugged me. I looked at him and said, "My husband won't let me eat meat, sob..."

After a while, while we were eating fruit, I hugged him and continued to mutter, "Husband won't let me eat meat... woo woo woo..."

Before taking a shower, I looked at him and said, "Husband won't let me eat meat... woooooo..."

Brother 6 collapsed, "Why are you still thinking about that big steak? I really admire you..."

After taking a shower, I was writing a book at the desk, and Brother 6 was sitting on the bed with me. In order not to disturb me while typing, he turned down the volume of his iPad and played quietly without any sound.

After writing for a while, I stretched. Brother 6 put down his iPad and came over to help me tap my back and massage to relax me.

"I like you, baby," he helped me press a few times and kissed me, "I like you the most."

I looked at him and said, "I like you too, but you won't give me meat."

Brother 6:…………………………

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Brother 6: If I don't give Sangbao meat, she'll really nag me all night long. But Sangbao is really indulgent with me. I show her how to eat candied haws every day and never get spanked~ (After saying this, he eats another candied haws)

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